down

He set me up
To let me down
I followed
All the way down
I couldnt see up
To where i'd come
All that was left
Was my hearts song
Meld together
With my pain
A symphony
Of what could have
Should have been
Thats where he
Left me
That's where
I kept me

on and on

It can take on many forms
Never being seperate from form
It paradings through our veins
And on through our breath
Rescueing us from our emptiness
Through our breath a trace is left
That can be felt revealing a glimpse
Into ones soon to be fate
Rehersing the effects of mind
Of a mind winding in haste
Rythemed to match our pace
Reflecting our mind space
Breath catching upon itself
Restricting our own fate
On and on to each moment
Imprinting it's vital states
Demanding you to choke
Unstanding stavings cut short
Reflexes of it's excruciation
Of it's denied existance
Unnoticed unaccepted
Our ever present breath
Push away excreted
The very agreement we have
with this our earth.
Catching us up time after time
After each time we've let go
Paradoxily simaltaneously
Loosing focus of it all
That had been so daunting
Left with the repercussion
Of the thoughts that led
Like a weight in an ocean
Further away from life
Gasping for one to realize
These are the very moments
Of mind unwittnessing matter.
Seeing but our doubts for all
Instead of all that is so godly near
You could see it in the mirror
With you through each and every tear
There is nothing to fear
When it's all as close
As it can possibly appear.

you never know

Do you know the difference between the bibles word and the human word. Its from the belief in the other of the before and after.
Mans word is filled with self presumption.

& so it begins..

I have decided to start this blog, not to keep anyone I know updated on my who what where why's. But more for me to have somewhere to unload my abundance of perponderances.

I hope that the right people may stumble upon it how I don't know but maybe have their own thoughts to share or maybe just share in some of my resolutions from confusion.

I called this, yo yo. Like a yoyo. Analogy courtesy of my father this is how he see's me. And one glance through my daytimer would confirm this. Up down all around.

I'm at work now. So I'm going to prioritize and say my goodbyes for now.